Xian Yi Fang, Wu Wangfu.

After a short rest, he was awakened by the bells in Beijing.She was in love with her temperament and changed her white house dress after bathing.After leaving, I learned that my mother had got up, was in the Buddhist church, and after comforting my mother, she returned to her residence to prepare lunch.

My father and brother went to the Imperial Palace.The mother was worried that Mr. Jia had killed the red eyes and injured his father and brother.But, she knows, that’s impossible.

In her position, she must have wanted to use political compromise to solve this political crisis.So, what is the solution?When hundreds of officials gather together, the crowd is turbulent, but there is no reason!

Ning is groaning.The beautiful and tall maid purple, wearing a blue-shirted dress, smiled and came in, asking, “Princess, is lunch here?”

“Hmm.”Ning Yi should say, see his maid smile, and then look around to serve her with a tea bowl, funny: "Wan child is happy and excusable."Mr. Jia is in power and will surely pardon her father and brother.“Purion, what are you happy about?”

The eyes are particularly good, and there is joy in the eyes.I’m glad my brother can come back.It is sad that the mother, aunt and others are dead.The family has no teachers.On that day, her mother committed suicide.

Purple said with a slight look and smiled, "I am happy for the princess."She had just received news that Captain Fu Zhengmen had died in the university's taxi home.It’s just that she doesn’t feel like a spoiling princess’s mood now.

Princess El laughed.She thought that Zier was talking about Mr. Jia's promise to let her out.The thought goes back to the royal palace.

She had a plan in her heart, and she kept falling.She had faith in Mr. Jia.Politically, has Mr. Jia ever failed?Just, faith is one thing, how to operate?

This is a difficult task to complete!

...

Since dawn, all the guards of the Fufu have been evacuated to the vicinity of Fuchengmen.The alarm was lifted by Jasper.The children of Jiafu, who gathered in the south hall, began to return to each other.Jia Rong and Jia Cai returned to the Ning State House.

At eleven o'clock, Jia Zheng decided to go to the Imperial Palace to worship the emperor.Jared did not follow.He was afraid of being killed by hundreds of officers.

They gathered in the east, and the women dispersed.

Bao Xuan invited his mother and sister-in-law to live in the worry-free hall.In any case, the worry-free hall is safer than the pear incense.Aunt Xue followed the same joy and exclaimed, “Thankfully, my obstacle is not in front of me.”Otherwise, I'm going to worry about death."

Xue Yue has been sent by Jia Huan to run freight to Lingnan.Followed by Liu Xianglian.At the critical time, Jia Huan will send him to Beijing in advance.

Xia Jingui is very hot, but after entering the worry-free hall, the performance is very low.The third man is tough!Her husband was sent to prison, and now even the emperor is killed.How dare she turn?

Yu and his daughter-in-law Hu returned to Ningguo Province, walked on the familiar promenade, and spit out a long breath, "Brother, this is really..., ..." Jiafu spreads such a master, the scenery is the scenery, but not less afraid!

Hu was not good at taking this, laughing with his mother-in-law.In his heart, according to Jia Sang's performance, her father was pitted by him in the housekeeper's position, but it was a good ending!

After the bell at eleven o'clock, Jia Huan's wives gathered in the main room and talked.The Princess is here too.The king of Yan and the Vietnamese Gong Ningcheng set out from Jiafu to worship the son of heaven in the palace.Xiangyun, Li Wei, Yingchun, and the Spring Festival all came at this time.

Speaking of politics, the most proficient here is Su poetry, Lin Qianwei, Shi Yuhua, Zhen.Jia Huan has not yet returned to his home, which means that the situation in Beijing has only calmed down on the surface.There are also problems that need to be addressed.

Su Shi poetry in a white dress, analysis said: "the father last night soldiers killed the emperor, now the imperial temple is afraid of scolding."The clear twilight, the moth frowned.In poetry, being scolded is a very painful thing.

Shi Yuhua said softly, "I'm afraid that those ministers are all right with their heads."She has experienced war in the western region and knows what “interest groups” are.

“Oh, how is that good?”In the spring, "Ah", the gentle and amiable goose face is all sad.

The atmosphere in the hall is unspeakable.

Sit in the guest’s seat and speak.The wives of Jia Huan, the worries of the sisters, are sincere and sincere.But nothing about the idea.At this moment, in the imperial temple, there are actually two things to be done by the courtiers.

First, punish the murderer!Surely someone will bring it up.What about Jia Huan?

Second, choose a new king and push the king.Her deep concern is here.If the king of Yan does not ascend the throne, the new emperor will surely kill him.This is her son’s father.

There is no longer a way out.Even if she feels that this is a difficult problem to solve normally.

So, Jia Huan, come up with the means for you to set up a house.

...

In the front yard of the Rongguo House, the two princes of the historian are still in Jiafu.They do not want to go to the Imperial Temple for a while to worship the Son of Heaven, otherwise what will be said when the time will stand?Of course, they want to wait for the situation to become clearer.

And the best excuse: nothing more than they are detained by Jiafu.

In the quiet hall, loyal Hou Shi Dinggan smiled and said, “Brother, what do you think of the imperial temple now?”

Their news is clear.Before I heard Jia Huan break the Xiyuan, I also felt that the soldiers and horses in Beijing would definitely fight back.However, the latest news is that Jia Huan holds the military power in Beijing.It is now "converging" the "discussion" of hundreds of officials in the imperial palace.

Shi Yu sarcastically said, "Second brother, he is a bitch, and he wants to set up a card shop!"This is the path of death.Hundred officers can tolerate him.And watch it!”His tone was filled with strong dissatisfaction, irony, and schadenfreude.

...

Near noon, in the imperial palace, the body of Yongzhi Tianzi was in the coffin.By the ceremonial ministry, the book was Zeng Jin, and the people made the Han king preside over the sacrifice ceremony.

After the hundred officials came to sacrifice, a considerable number of people did not leave, but arranged according to the ranks, waiting for the result: First, how did Yongzhi Tianzi die?Second, the new God’s choice.The rich and powerful history of the year is indignant.

As officials ate their ears, all sorts of tidbits flew.At this time, there is no history of picketing.

Wei University sergeant, Jiuqing, six waiters, the five army governors know Shi Guangzhu, Wu Wang, Bei Jingwang, Cheng Guo is at the forefront of the shift.The big guys look different.Some close their eyes, some fall off their eyes.

Jia Huan chatted with Jia Hang outside the temple, walked up to His Majesty, and stepped into the Imperial Palace.With a humming, in an instant, the officials in the entire imperial temple were boiling.Mr. Jia, the Rongguo administration still dared to come to false worship?

Father for Son.If the son does the wrong thing, the father is responsible!

Henan Dao royal history jumped out, reached out and pointed to Jia Zheng's face, and roared in anger: "Jia Zheng, thief!Do you have a face to see the Emperor?Your son is the murderer of heaven!Get out, get out!”

“Get out of here!”The priests spoke out and were outraged.This get out of the palace, not only out of the imperial palace, or, to say, to Jiafu no longer have any one out of the line.Get out of the week’s office.

The sound boiled up.It was as if the roof of the Imperial Palace had been removed.